I'm taking a few days off, so I wanted to post this fan-fic. Please comment and let me know how you like this: TRANSFORMERS: Spark Horizon Prologue “The sky is blue.” That statement one can hear a small child say to their parents as they peer up toward the heavens, but on this occasion, it was said by someone a little older. His age is unknown, and his origin is from millions of light-years from this planet we know as Earth. Optimus Prime was deep in thought, processing millions of data-bits all at the same time. His statement wasn’t a simple observation, but more on the lines of wondering how it’s such a peaceful day considering the location he and the other Autobots are at. Because of their large size, the mighty Cybertronians took up space in the rear of their much more frail human companions. In fact, judging from the reason they are all gathered together, no one cared if one race had bodies that could miraculously alter into a whole different form. For this event, all that mattered was to be a channel of support to a friend. “Though I may travel through the valley of the shadow of death…” The preacher was delivering the final scripture, speaking that our lost loved ones are now at peace. Some of those that were attending were trying hard to contain their emotions. Some were doing better than others, however it was a chain effect…when another individual began to break, three or four more fell with them. “Amen.” The preacher concluded a beautiful sermon, and walked towards the front row to personally pay his respects to the loved ones of the dearly departed. He couldn’t help but glance over at the looming figures in the background. ‘Such powerful beings, and yet they mourn with us, amazing’, was what he thought. But he quickly focused back on the broken hearted people that were right in front of him. He finished speaking to them, and moved away to allow the loved ones to rise and say their final good-byes to their beloved.